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... der kind of silence. Or maybe that was just Cui Xukun's illusion right now. Either way, he wasn't feeling very good and didn't think he was in a good situation. Poor him was in a difficult situation and couldn't keep up his expressions in front of Mu Chenyan. How could he when Mu Chenyan just sat there like a queen with his legs crossed, her fingers tapping on the armrest while her eyes peered at him thoughtfully? He felt like his soul was being stripped off with that gaze. In front of her, he s ...

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